Now begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words that have lain dormant now lift, now toss their crests, and fall and rise, and falls again. I am a poet, yes. Surely I am a great poet.

Virginia Woolf
Now begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words...
Now begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words...
Now begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words...
Now begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words...
About This Quote

This quote is from the play, “A Streetcar Named Desire,” by Tennessee Williams. It is spoken by Blanche DuBois, the tragic heroine of the play. Her speech begins with her acceptance of her fate as a tragic character and it ends with her conviction that she will become a great living poet. The sentence has four main components.

The first sentence has one verb that means begin to rise. The second sentence has a present tense of a verb that means to lie dormant. The third sentence starts a present tense of a verb that means to begin to toss their crests.

The fourth sentence expresses the idea that once the tide of emotion has begun to rise in you, you must accept it and continue to rise with it.

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